Even when the rain clouds the sky,
And it stretches far beyond, a dark pale gloom
When even a single ray of light can't shine through,
You learn to bear the pain and grind your teeth
You laugh it off, and hope the day won't repeat

To all the lonely poets,
The amount of pain in your poems brings tears to my eyes,
You may be lonely,
You may be hurt,
You may be scarred,
You may not want to be alive,
But through the pain you feel, please let me patch your broken heart,
You think we've never met,
But I love you.
You think we've never met,
But you forget,
I've read your poetry,
I've read your soul.
And through the pain you feel, I think you're quite beautiful.

You said I have a heart of gold
Is that why you’ve tried so hard
To take it?
Because you want it for yourself
You can’t stand to see it shining,
Can you?
You want what you don’t have
But you offer nothing in return
Except lies
You hide away your true self
Even as I give freely of mine
Well I’ll tell you what
This heart of gold
Isn’t for you to take
I won’t let you steal it from me
And leave me aching
I’d rather save it for someone
Who wants to share in the wealth
Instead of robbing me blind